Inked

She lays upon his skin

Inked beauty marked deep within him

A waterfall of black flows 

down the side of her head

Eyes of red rock crushed

springing blood

Silence of the pool it pours into 

tears  for-warn the pain that has come

For she lays upon his arm

the soft warm skin

silent and unmoving

forever she will stay

protected now by the one she loved

too late the clock has run out

haunted by her stare he goes on

She lays upon his skin

Inked in a beauty of black shine 

and red shame

Reviews

[MuSe Ampoule]

Great write. Illustrative concept of a tattoed image.

[KAREN]

You could feel the pain and sadness as you read this poem! Very deep!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

Great poem! with gusto!

[{K}]

Whoa. This is like one of those regret stories.....deep. This is great!

[Color of the Iris]

This was awesome, sad, heart warming, and paining... So, did he lose his true love, and then get her tattooed on his arm?

Anyways, I really enjoyed this! Keep up the good writing!

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oh that's a clever idea...loved it! very unique..

[Wondering Mind]

dark tragedy of a tattoo

[Dream Weaver]

Eerily dark and moving in a morbid kind of way...

[JanieB]

Powerful stuff. Well done.

[YouoweYoupay]

Beautifully Tragic. I loved the way you described this image.

-Wella.